Hier sind Kooperationen mit Musikern auf Soundcloud zu finden. In den meisten Fällen stammen die Texte von mir, Ausnahmen sind unten beschrieben.
This playlist will be populated with more 'collabs' each time they come about.  It is an overwhelming joy to see my words honoured by sonic renditions produced by these great and wonderful artists. 
In Hawk Caught a Rabbit the magnificent lyrics are by Jeff and I just added little quibs in between. In the Administrational Heart only the first two sections of lyrics are by me. For Équinoxe-moi and Around the Bend, Wivresse and I swapped poems and sonified each other's work. Concatenandus, Small Gifts, Trilobite Quandary and The Passing are open collaborations in which you can still participate. The title for 'the wolf in me ....' was made by Mark from the Re-evolution Café Orchestra,  replacing the poem's original title Aeglaeca. With Amanita Muscaria and Know Ware, I only held roles far in the background of gestation, but Jeff and Terry and everyone else were kind enough to give me a honourable mention. Thank you, brothers and sisters in sound. The complete adventure of the Land of Zed story is out now on Bandcamp: https://thesmokingtrout.bandcamp.com/album/land-of-zed The E-bow Dao is unique in that Jeff's music came first and inspired my words. Later, the same course of composition came about with sun state, earth people, flying. Windover Hill by mono-orbit (former mono-lux) layers the words of my poem of the same name with those of a ballad by Maria Cunningham. Hanno has undergone some additional cleaning and enhancing at Rollo C's (muterial's) place. With the Holy Dumpling, I've only added some percussion. Adam was so generous as to allow me to add to his amazing originals Harmony and My Orders Never Came; the lyrics are all his on these two ...  just like Jeff's on Anthology .... where I had the honour of adding some sound into the mix. Would you go has some collaborators intentionally not named. KooJaa is all Kirk's invention, just rhe words and some of the voice are mine. At the moment, Vermillion Syncretism is taking shaoe in the studio of the Furico Music Team.

Sympoetic Ultrasounds

DEPARTURE is a long poem of mine consisting of thirteen cantos.
The full text of each canto will be seen in the respective track description.
The beginning is made with Jeff's unruly version of Canto VI.
Terry's version of the same canto and also of canto II have then joined with Jeff's. Next, Jeff and Terry made an excruciatingly weird and wonderful version of canto VIII. Mark's rendition of canto I (in three wonderfully varied takes) has now also been made available. Canto IV is currently in development with one version by stonerjazz and I already out. Way to go ...

YOUR COLLABORATION MIGHT BE required to complete the full poem. If you are interested, please send a soundcloud message to Terry, Jeff or me.

The coordination with sounding all 13 cantos lies with Terry of Tea Are Sea, our producer and impressario: https://soundcloud.com/tea_are_sea and with Jeff of stonerjazz, our artistic director and maestro:  https://soundcloud.com/user-911083679 Both, as you can hear, also contribute artistically!


The image for this playlist shows the Vogelherdhöhle in the Lonetal valley, Germany, mashed-up with a sunset photograph taken during strong transalpine winds (called 'foehn'). (copyright jo richter).

departure - a poem in thirteen cantos

This suite of pieces is all due to the inspiration of https://soundcloud.com/sonic-textures. Aka "Jo Richter" is combination of the sensitivity of Rainer Maria Rilke, the eye for juxtaposition of Hannah Hoch , the aesthetic eclectic genius of Rainer Werner Fassbinder, the austere imagery of Wim Wenders and the sense of human theatric of Bertolt Brecht. The man's work is something you should experience. 
Get it Dig it! You won't forget it!

Thank you Jo for allowing me to wiggle a little and maybe a lot and maybe even a lot more on some tracks.!

So Ladies and Gentlemen these are Jo's original words and poem:

Stepping out of the opening
at the foot of the spire, facing
the gaping, gasping plaza, the sun
behind him blotted out by the lean,
white purveyor of contemplation, he
shuddered the way one trembles
after narrowly escaping the lure
of prolonged exultation.

Up there, he knows, his muse
still combs and grooms the knotted
wisdom of her braids, humming
a tune of beauty. Up there, he
knows, rests his legacy in verse, scrolls
upon scrolls of scribbled glyphs,
each one a masterpiece of his
heightened sensory exaltation.

This is no path that could have been
avoided, she crooned into the waxen
ear of his remaining memory, as art
has always longed to be subjected
and enslaved, to suffer the necessity
of being forged on vulgar vices. Oh
for the kiln that never foregoes fire, he
would have wailed in common fury.

Is there a place where one who has
abandoned home can rest his head,
he asked. This world is made of places,
a passer-by replied. How can he who has
rescinded wells still quench his thirst, he
asked. All life is born from water, a passer-by
remarked. Who in the world are you, he
quizzed a passer-by, who would not answer.

And all the homes he saw were made
of brick and mortar, colour and concrete.
And all the forests he walked were brimming
with the secret of the spooky action at a
distance. He dared not raise his eyes too far.
He did, although, not hesitate to tame
his fears, revulsions, lusts, ambitions.
Yet all he touched turned into song sublime.
All words copyright © Jo Richter 2023

All words and music copyright © Jo Richter and Re-Evolution Cafe' Orchestra 2023
All music recorded and mixed @ Broken Glass Ranch, Colorado.

Photo Credit: Re-Evolution Cafe' Orchestra © 2023

Cantos 1, 2 and 3 @ sonic structures and silent stretches w/ Re-Evolution Cafe' Orchestra

Community playlist full of small indie musicians! Here, we're featuring genres of all stripes!

Beats & Bangers Indie Artists

Indie Boom Shockwave SC Playlist

-Download available -

Collaboration between Mono-Lux and poet Jo Richter (Sonic Structures and Silent Stretches)
@sonic-textures
Poem and conception by Jo Richter with narration and sounds by Mono-Lux - created between Dec 2021 and Jan 2022

“narcoleptic somnambules
consumers of hot summer dates
here’s another post hypnotic trigger
implanted by that giggly jingle
dance the transsomatic landfills
dance the cisapocalyptic skies
dance the tarmac, dance volcanic
dance the lord and dance the flies

narcoleptic somnambules
lost mnemonic virtuals
here’s another transtraumatic flipper
sponsored by your self-parenting guide
dance the cleptotronic chromosphere
dance the micro plastic surge
dance the trolley, dance the alley
dance chromatic, dance your urge

narcoleptic somnambules
purveyors of emoji eyes
here’s another sonoclastic ripper
tearing up with bluetooth kites
dance the thanocultic road code
dance the toxins pressed in shists
dance pollution, dance profusion
dance the hit and dance the missed”

The Gallery

- Download available -

This is the second collaboration between Mono-lux and the poet Jo Richter A.K.A. Sonic Structures and Silent Stretches
@sonic-textures
Poem and conception by Jo Richter with narration and sounds by Mono-Lux - created Jan/Feb 2022

“the less to remember
the more to listen
gifts from the ice age
reverberate
a simple story
a forest
a coastline
entangled in silence
one starts to relate”

Small Gifts

Collaboration with "sonic structures and silent stretches"!!

<< Poetry >>
it‘s not like
she doesn‘t understand
what this silence
around her
is for

after all
there‘s this desire
feeding meditaton industries
monetizing inner calm
awareness

each human being
a kettle about to boil over
spill watery, bubbly, glittering marbles
sweet nothings kept for
nobody‘s sake

each mind‘s mouthpiece
a pressure valve, vibrating
under strain not to let off steam
verbosely explode
right nto her face

she still wouldn‘t mind
for this audience of roaring silences
to turn a listening ear
towards her artistic endeavours
every now and then

Poetry

The Silent Treatment (collab with sonic structures and silent stretches)

- Download available -

This is the third collaboration between Mono-lux and the poet Jo Richter @sonic-textures… enjoy

Poetry is Vital
sound space and time
structuring impulse
carving chiselling kneading morphing
large and small gifts

Poem and conception by Jo Richter
Narration and sounds by Mono-Lux

Vital

Featuring voice over by Raised By Aliens (https://twitter.com/raisedbyaliens)

Produced by NuttzBeats (https://twitter.com/caleb_mcnutt)

Mastered by (https://twitter.com/prodby13Conor)

Uber High ft. Raised By Aliens (pro. NuttzBeats)

Guitar: Ingvar Tautra, There is no Regrets Big Enough 
Ingvar Tautra's track is protected by a creative commons license - please check there: https://soundcloud.com/agnosturaelwar/there-is-no-regrets-big-enough
He is generous enough to allow me to use his track with my poem. Thank you!
Narration: I wrote this poem nearly thirty years ago, embroiled in all the aftermath messiness of a split-up. It was first published in a collection of poetry  bearing a line of this poem in the title that was published under the pen-name 'sonogara' which I had used during that period - three copies sold ;-)

Lyrics / copyright jo richter:

Tjost

sie, in seide gehüllt
blüte um blüte um blatt
ihr stolz hat wolken gestillt
die sind nun müde und matt

er, aus höllen empört
von glut im kometenkranz
und plasmaströmen genährt
halb loh, halb zunder, halb glanz

noch tanzen roh die säbel
noch rast ein loser sturm
verschlungen hängen nebel
im windschnitt hinterm turm

Tjost - with guitar by Ingvar Tautra

This is the second in the Departure series of experimental soundscapes that are inspired by a set of 13 poems (or 'cantos') written by Jo Richter a.k.a. Sonic Structures and Silent Stretches @sonic-structures. I was honored thatJo invited me to collaborate with him on this project, it has really helped to push me in some new creative directions.

This second track in the series, features field recordings from Zuunzug. He offers them up for download on this page: @zuunzug-field-recording under the Creative Commons license (CC BY 3.0) ... The ones I used are Save Beograd, Novi Sad, and Waves Over Seashells.  I think they add a lot of great atmospheric texture!

The poetry is copyright Jo Richter. I have only extracted a small sample of the original poem, so please read the full text below if you are interested in the original context for the spoken word, also read by Jo Richter.

And you can follow along with this project here. This playlist so far includes one other song (2 different versions) from me and Stonerjazz, based on Canto VI, but we intend to add more in the coming months:
https://soundcloud.com/sonic-textures/sets/departure-a-long-poem-in?si=670a7a3afd304067a20ddf0801653bd7&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

Here is the full text of Departure - Canto II, the inspiration for this track:
(Copyright Jo Richter)

To allow for rest, you need to make sure
that you do not fall asleep right in
harm‘s way. You need to put your trust
in crude projections of the path and thrust
of entities and processes that do not cease
activity when your awareness takes its leave.
There are no guardian spirits to protect
you when consciousness bows out.

When – as a growing child who learns to use
his wits to regulate the forces that en-
compass him – he had to learn to abdicate
his mental skills, his reason and his
social prowess, just to give in to sleep,
he felt the force of dread that did
not hesitate to bring forth monsters from
the cracks that rooms and psyches offer.

Out foraging for all the goods that people,
parks and pastures proffer, he‘d often felt
assailed by sudden drowsiness that swept him
from the inside out into the open street
and very nearly drowned him in the gutter.
The force that urged him cannily to sidestep
reason, did not protect him from approaching cars,
as though it were an arbitrary arbiter of life.

It had been then, in dire need of shelter,
that he had stepped into the cool, comforting
splendour of the spire that reached into
what lays beyond. To master words, he
had been warned, will never do,
if you aspire to tame the threat of
letting go. I‘m here, he‘d said, to enter
a frame of mind, a larger self, a sphere of

actuality that never passes out, even in the
deepest state of slumber, trance or trauma,
even when the archetypes invade
my daily reasoning with brutal presence, as
they do. To master words, his muse replied
with her bemused DaVinci-grin, is quite
amusing, once you find the time to ponder
and to muse about the situation you are in.

Splendor Of The Spire (Departure Mix 2): inspired by Jo Richter's Canto II poem - full text in desc.

This song is spoken from 2 perspectives - Mine, the feeling of an undying void & my sons, who only seen darkness. 

To honor him - I have become him @r-4-z-1-3-l

Produced by me x @prodjvsper x @r-4-z-1-3-l

https://twitter.com/R_4zi3l

I wanted to make a song describing the constant battles we all face internally

Enjoy !

Vocals - All done by me

Lyrics: 
I know what you are
Constant fighting, envy
It's blinding, I can't see
The hatred resides in me

Hatred Resides - 

Be sure to check out my other socials here:
www.youtube.com/channel/UCHmN63K5Aw7Jlc0GHz4nEOw

twitter.com/SpDoubleOG

www.twitch.tv/spdoubleog

Hatred Inside [FT. R4Z13L]

This suite of pieces - https://soundcloud.com/re-evolution_cafe/sets/joe-cantos-1-and-2?si=d75a079edbde4afdbae6ae0037afe152&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing 
is all due to the inspiration of https://soundcloud.com/sonic-textures. Aka "Jo Richter" is combination of the sensitivity of Rainer Maria Rilke, the eye for juxtaposition of Hannah Hoch , the aesthetic eclectic genius of Rainer Werner Fassbinder, the austere imagery of Wim Wenders and the sense of human theatric of Bertolt Brecht. The man's work is something you should experience. 
Get it Dig it! You won't forget it!

Thank you Jo for allowing me to wiggle a little and maybe a lot and maybe a lot on some tracks.!

So Ladies and Gentlemen these are Jo's original words and poem:

Stepping out of the opening
at the foot of the spire, facing
the gaping, gasping plaza, the sun
behind him blotted out by the lean,
white purveyor of contemplation, he
shuddered the way one trembles
after narrowly escaping the lure
of prolonged exultation.

Up there, he knows, his muse
still combs and grooms the knotted
wisdom of her braids, humming
a tune of beauty. Up there, he
knows, rests his legacy in verse, scrolls
upon scrolls of scribbled glyphs,
each one a masterpiece of his
heightened sensory exaltation.

This is no path that could have been
avoided, she crooned into the waxen
ear of his remaining memory, as art
has always longed to be subjected
and enslaved, to suffer the necessity
of being forged on vulgar vices. Oh
for the kiln that never foregoes fire, he
would have wailed in common fury.

Is there a place where one who has
abandoned home can rest his head,
he asked. This world is made of places,
a passer-by replied. How can he who has
rescinded wells still quench his thirst, he
asked. All life is born from water, a passer-by
remarked. Who in the world are you, he
quizzed a passer-by, who would not answer.

And all the homes he saw were made
of brick and mortar, colour and concrete.
And all the forests he walked were brimming
with the secret of the spooky action at a
distance. He dared not raise his eyes too far.
He did, although, not hesitate to tame
his fears, revulsions, lusts, ambitions.
Yet all he touched turned into song sublime.
All words copyright © Jo Richter 2023

All words and music copyright © Jo Richter and Re-Evolution Cafe' Orchestra 2023
All music recorded and mixed @ Broken Glass Ranch, Colorado.

Photo Credit: Re-Evolution Cafe' Orchestra © 2023

Canto 2

Canto 1

Canto 3

Sonic Structures and Silent Stretches a.k.a. Jo Richter (@sonic-textures) wrote a series of 13 poems or cantos collectively titled Departure. He shared the texts with me, Stonerjazz, and Re-Evolution Cafe Orchestra and we have been working on the project of bringing them alive with music and soundscapes. We are hoping more SC artists will join us! Please reach out if you're interested in doing a reading. Check out the full playlist of Cantos so far here: https://soundcloud.com/sonic-textures/sets/departure-a-long-poem-in

On this track, the poem is read by Jo. He also created much of the soundscape. I contributed the bassier and more synthetic sounding parts.

poem / copyright jo richter

How long he stayed, he could not tell.
He worked ferociously, sounding all
existence that had touched upon him into
being: the smell of meadows, the curl of
ripples, the calm that centers in a storm;
the timbre of voices, the straight lines of buildings,
the aloofness of announcers on the radio.
His desk was cluttered, his mind strove clear.

When he did not write, he‘d read up on
the origins of his ancient art: Vergil and Dante,
Marlow and Shakespeare, Homer and Joyce,
Ovidus, Cervantes, Rabelais and Wieland.
He felt the linguistic seeds, blown from foreign
stems, grow filaments deep in his native soil, he
saw them ripen, flower profusely, yielding
their beauty to ever-changing mentalities.

And as his insight widened and he gained
perspective, the rows of encyclopedias
and dictionaries that lined his shelves
slimmed down, as he gave up consulting
English for French and German, these for
Latin and Greek, those for Persian and Sanskrit,
until he only referred to Indo-European roots.
His desk turned clear, his mind became uncluttered.

Eventually, he also slept and dreamt
whenever the veil sank upon him.
Guarded by the spire‘s safe walls, he would
awaken slowly, remembering outlandish
lore, scribbling notes and poems of bizarre
truthfulness and penning recollections of his
archetypal ties. Some of his realistic verse de-
rived from fragments of prolonged poetic trance.

His muse meanwhile taught him to cook, the
art of mixing individual ingredients to bring about
a taste all of its own that nourishes both mind and
physicality. The painters tend to fixate on surface
and colour, she said, the musicians on timing
the process, whereas the poets never get anything
done, enchanted by words like ‚ginger‘ or ‚yeast‘.
All of their dishes taste awful.

Departure: Canto IV w/ sonic structures and silent stretches

Retrostalgic

Retro x4
Retrostalgic

Retrostalgic
I’m feeling Retrostalgic
Retrostalgic

Retrostalgic
I’m feeling Retrostalgic
Retrostalgic

Maybe it’s the look
Maybe it’s the smell
Maybe it’s the taste

Maybe it’s the person
Maybe it’s the time or
Maybe it’s the place

There’s always a thought
It’s sometimes abstract
There’s always a way to be taken…

Maybe it’s the lead
Maybe it’s the drums
Maybe it’s the bass

Maybe it’s the beat
Maybe it’s the rise or
Maybe it’s the break

There’s always a note
There’s always that track
There’s always a way to be taken back

Retro x4
Retrostalgic

I’m feeling
I’m feeling

Retro x4
Retrostalgic

Retrostalgic
I’m feeling Retrostalgic
Retrostalgic

Retrostalgic
I’m feeling Retrostalgic
Retrostalgic

Maybe it’s the look
Maybe it’s the smell
Maybe it’s the taste

Maybe it’s the person
Maybe it’s the time or
Maybe it’s the place

There’s always a thought
It’s sometimes abstract
There’s always a way to be taken…

Maybe it’s the lead
Maybe it’s the drums
Maybe it’s the bass

Maybe it’s the beat
Maybe it’s the rise or
Maybe it’s the break

There’s always a note
There’s always that track
There’s always a way to be taken back

Retro x4
Retrostalgic

Retrostalgic

I Can't Stand Sitting

Playing around with my vocal formants had me in my feels.

Lyrics: 

I don't understand it
No Logic
Lapse in judgement 
I cannot trust it 

Same mistakes
Takin' away
Why do you
Keep on drowning, voluntarily?

Bleed like a fountain
My heart is poundin' in me
Dying Twice, You'd think I'd learn something...
Caught in a mystery
Labyrinth is history with me

Tattoos of memories
I am a walking, Tragedy
Embark on a journey
To stop all the burning in me 

Memory
I am a walking Tragedy 
Embark on a Journey
To stand by the plot in me

Embark On A Journey

A dedication to Mens Mental Health Awareness - I let my emotions drive freely on this. Reach out to your loved ones - time is finite.

Lyrics:
*vocalizing* 
*Cherokee calls* 

Truly 
madly
deeply
Broken

Don't Look back
You gotta look forward
*Panic attack*

Tell me again
Tell me again

Truly
Madly
Deeply
Broken

Awareness

Another remix of “The Beginning” emerges from the chaos of life, as Akon Miller reminds us that both darkness & light exist within us. This journey is our awakening as we are working through the shadows, transforming them into light, & evolving into a better version of ourselves. 

This version of “The Beginning” symbolizes exactly that: the start of this endless process of becoming.


THE BEGINNING (Akon Miller Remix)

@euphee

On the morning of August 16, 2025, 1,327 unique musicians and 73 unique visual artists began the countdown on an all-day endeavor to create. This time was different, however; aside from being the 10th installment of All Nighter, there would be no 11th installment the following year. Creatives of all kinds seized the opportunity and put their all into the next 24 hours in front of their computers. The results of their hard work? 47 outstanding tracks that bridge genres and represent some of the most wonderful creations that this corner of the Internet has to offer.

FORM celebrated its seventh birthday just a month prior to All Nighter, Vol. 10. What began as a small group of friends collaborating on a piece of artwork has evolved into a 10,000-member community, 574 released songs, and over $100,000 raised for charity. By celebrating seven years and the 10th edition of our flagship event, we celebrate *you*— your unwavering support, your brilliantly executed ideas, your donations, your ability to create, and your limitless kindness to the likeminded creatives around you. A community is determined not by its popularity, power, or leadership, but by the character of its members. Time and time again, the FORM community proves itself to be a welcoming and joyful community where individuals push each other to be better and take pride in what they create. That is all thanks to you. You have made FORM the place it is today, tomorrow, and every day thereafter.

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euphee - THE CREATURE

Uncle Barcuss

I am the writer/co-writer and vocalist of the Liverpool-based band, The Baltic States

Album Number One 320 (Sentric)

05 - The Baltic States - Rattling Bones

Re-Evolution Cafe' Orchestra is an multimedia, sound and art project, featuring sonic canvasses and videos for your perusing: "eclectic musings" and "musical disambiguation", sometimes with lyrical commentary, sometimes not even a mere word. Near an unassailable flow, memory re-asserts its musicality.

Life forms commanded by code and intuition.
All code can be hacked!
Re-invent your paradigms.
Hack into your code.
Re-define who you are.
This is a yoga, 
this is you... 
Re-Evolution Cafe' Orchestra.
Always open to collaborations: